Page 17 of The Fallen
I lick my lips, watching my demon—my mate, apparently—thrust his cock in the air, needy for me. Suddenly, I remember how desperate I was to be filled this morning, and the toy I stretched myself out on.
“It’s okay, Castiel. I want you to fuck me. I’m already prepped for you.”
Castiel gasps. “Fuck, Blaze, baby. Don’t tease me.”
Rolling onto my stomach, I arch my round ass into the air like an offering. Castiel growls, climbing over me and slowly pushing inside.
“Oh fuck, you’re big,” I pant. He feels so damn good. Once that delicious stretch is over and my body accommodates to his girth, he pounds into me with the roughness I’ve always craved. When he tugs me up onto all fours and sinks back inside of me, I come when his ribbed tail wraps around my cock and strokes to the rhythm of his thrusts.
We both come hard, only this time we’re both boneless when I fall asleep.
Two orgasms later,and Castiel’s phone pings. He chuckles and flips his phone around so I can read the screen.
Rook: Hey, Cass. Congratulations. Take your time, just not too much time. I expect both of you back in the shop tomorrow morning.
“Looks like we have the day off.”
I squirm around in my sexy demon’s arms. He loosens them long enough for me to get settled before looping them around my shoulders, while his tail wraps possessively around my thick calf. He presses a kiss on my temple.
How can he be so tiny yet already make me feel this cherished?
EPILOGUE
CASS
(Two weeks later.)
They say finding your mate is like finding the other half of your soul. It took me a moment to see past the desperate need that coursed through us both, but we have a feeling that had to do with the way we met. Saving my mate’s life, and almost sacrificing mine in the process, created an unbreakable bond. Throw in that magical bond, then separate us for months, and the ricochet effect was so powerful that it was almost as if we were both in heat.
Now that the desperate lust haze is over, I can say that yes, it’s true.
Blaze is the other half of my soul.
He immediately moved in with me since he had only signed a month-to-month lease on his apartment. Every day, we work together in the apothecary, then go home to our place.
Life is pretty close to perfect, with the exception of one thing.
“You finished?”
Blaze nods, folding the piece of paper and sticking it into an envelope. He places the letter on our office desk before walking over to me. I jump into his open arms with a wide grin, wrapping my legs around his waist. My tail moves of its own accord and possessively coils around his arm.
“I finished. I decided to write my first letter to my little brother. I want to check to see how Autumn’s doing. Especially since Orson went missing.”
“What did you say?” I ask, before waving my words away. “No, I’m sorry. That’s none of my business.”
Blaze’s hazel eyes sparkle. “I have no secrets from you, my sexy demon. I’ll tell you anything you want to know about me.”
I grin, pressing my lips against his. “Thank you,” I whisper, knowing it’s true. We’ve shared so much with each other in such a short amount of time. Impressive, considering our last sex marathon.
“I told Autumn I miss him. That despite leaving the way I did, family is everything to me and I wanted the opportunity to talk to him in person. To ask for forgiveness.” Blaze’s smile grows wider. “I also wrote down a place and time we can meet.”
I squeal, bouncing up and down in my mate’s grasp. Peppering kisses on his lips, I look him straight in the eye. “You’re doing so good, love. I’m so proud of you.”
Blaze doesn’t say anything in response, but I don’t miss the way his cheeks heat, or the faint murmur of pride that thrums through our magical bond. He walks into our bedroom with me still clinging to him like a spider monkey.
“Pretty witch,” I say with a giggle, knowing how much he loves the nickname. “What are we doing back in the bedroom?”
“I thought we could celebrate the fact that I actually wrote a letter to my little brother. Can you believe Autumn is the‘stunning witch’Rook has been crushing on for months? Maybewe can help him out and play matchmaker! I want my brother to be as happy as me, after all.”
I laugh. “Is that so? You’re that happy?”
He nods eagerly. “Yes, sir.”
My pulse skips a beat whenever he calls me that. “Alright. Let’s play matchmaker then. But first, let me show you exactly how I’m going to reward you for being such a good boy.” I have a wonderful feeling that my mate is going to keep me on my toes, and I can’t wait to see where life leads us.
